I decided I needed some laughter this morning. This is sorta sad, actually, but I can’t stop watching anyway.
In some ways it’s like a visual representation of what I imagine being an agent is like (and all those odd queries coming in – from the arrogant to the desperate to the over-the-top – each little manuscript trying to stand out in its own way.)
Of course, it’s not likely that a query writer would get on Ellen twenty years later…